The system gave me an order. As long as I completed seven or forty-nine suicide missions, I was promised to give me heaven-defying skills, and so I began my journey to death. Who would have thought that I would find myself in a system that didn't follow the rules... In order to complete my heaven-defying dream, I almost got burped by the system and didn't even give me a dime. I had no choice but to wear a hospital gown to earn extra money...
